Visualization of the Week

On Monday
I stand north-faced
With my week all laid out
To the right.

But Tuesday
I stand facing south
With the week
now to the left

Wednesday is peculiar
For I am elevated now


Thursday
I land on my feet
Turned eastward bound

Friday
I look straight down
As if gazing at the calendar

While Saturday
I stand in
Now turned to the west
To look at Sunday
In which I have never walked
But always seem to watch
Melt back into Monday.